Nina Simone - Lilac Wine - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The evening is already getting dark, and the thickening twilight clearly draws through the clouds the round disc of the moon - early in the morning there was a full moon.

At this moment, I want to dart into the store in the last half an hour,

then rising home open the window and sits on the windowsill and sipping from the glass to listen to

Who lives inside and convert it to a clear brass of formulations ...

It’s good to put the bluler - Nina Simon turned up.

Sings mentally in the thickening darkness. What is he singing about?

Yes, I myself am interested in, since almost all the words are clear ...

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I lost myself that night

And I wandered home without seeing anything

I stumbled upon a tree in a lilac shine

He made wine from the fruits.

Sip - and all the sorrows retreat

I see what I want

And I become myself.

And I don't even want to think

That in the past there was

From these thoughts to make.

I'm drunk. Is it time to stop?

Leave it to solve it.

The wine is sweet and reckless

It looks like love.

I walk along the street staggering

And I remember again and again ...

Wait, in my eyes doubles:

Do you wave my hand?

Let's sit down on the bench

And I have a flask with me

Listen, what causes your eyes?

Really really I'm going crazy?

But the lead for the fault is a secret to me

You have a place in your heart, with me - no.

PS: Not Marshak, of course, with Pasternak, but the meaning, in general, is preserved ...